Oh my goodness, kinda long, I hope it wasn’t too boring. I’m sorry my intelligence is that of a child and I can’t lure you in with exotic words and fancy punctuation. I know I’m not enough, I never have been voluptuous in any area. *sigh

I don’t know what to say, thank you. I am glad it did not bore you! 😆 Things I post get so little attention sometimes and then I face regret or maybe embarrassment, it is probably more of a pride thing. It is like when you know you’re not good at something but you try your best anyway cuz you like it. But everyone around you is so much better at everything. It’s like when you were a kid and you wanted to hang out with the adults but no one wants you at the party.

I know the feeling. For a long time when I first started blogging, I got extremely nervous whenever I did… pretty much anything on here. Feeling like I had no business being here, asking myself who cared what I wrote. I’ve gotten better with that though. I guess I’ve realized… That I care. What I write, matters to me. The rest is secondary.

Besides… As a kid, you don’t get to hang out with the adults. But, you hang out with the other kids; with the people who can and will understand you. And then one day, you all will be the adults, and it will be *your* party.